would he beg his beloved
to open her heart,

assuring her he
was ready to live

and die for her.
From this costume and armor
you can see
I am a warrior.

Would that my trusty blade Artemis,
swollen with blood like a sponge,

were able to speak
she'd convince you!

Where there was a fortress on a cliff,
a wall beset with cannons,

sharp waves of bayonets,
vaults of sabers - there stood Papkin,

lion undaunted,
noble swordsman!
Please forgive
the jealous thunder

of my exaltation,
but I have sufficient fame.

All I lack is the permission
to be among Klara's suitors.

I permit you.
Please take my vows.
Now it's time for proofs
of obedience, endurance and courage.

Queen of eternal beauty,
Ornament of Mankind,

order me to jump into the fire,
and I will perish in flames.

I am not that severe!
You, the jewel of knights,
shall not burn.

But let me just repeat:
I demand three tests.
Each is cause for glory.
To show you are obedient
you mustn't speak for six months.

Not a word?
That's it.
And to prove your endurance
you must live

on bread and water...
- But not too long.
- A year and 6 days.

I am already dead,
but always at your service.